My grandpa was rushed to the hospital at 11pm last night......they didn't think that he was going to make it. My heart is breaking. The doctors dont know what's wrong. I want to be able to fix him...and love him....and ride on the tractor like we did when I was little. I want all of those moments back.....I feel as though I have to cling so desperatly to them because if I don't they will fade away. He was released, praise God, but they still don't know what is wrong. He hugged me today....he squeezed me sooo tight....I didnt want to let go...I didnt want to cry.....so many things that I didnt want to do....and in the end I let go, told him that I loved him, and walked away not knowing if I would ever see him again. My heart is in pieces....he needs Jesus soooo much. If you have the time could you take a moment to pray for him as you read this.....that would mean the world to me....